Nian An tilted his head unnaturally and rubbed his ears.

It's really itchy.

"Old gentleman, look at you, you should look up and look back, this is called politeness?" the girl saw that he bowed her head again, and her tone was a little hurried.

The young man nodded, but just in time to see several eleven or twelve-year-old yellow-mouthed teenagers in the distance who were pointing at his ears with excited faces. The boy wanted to turn around and smile in return, but the children danced with exaggerated hands on either side of their heads, as if mimicking the boy's ears.

One of the leaders even deliberately made a lip shape towards Nian'an: "As if to say, you can actually laugh too?"

No matter how good the young man Rao is, he finally frowned.

Regarding the truth of "reciprocating the peach and smiling with others", Nian Houniang has been teaching him since he was a child. Chen Nankui is a demon clan, and the difference between his ears and ordinary people is more obvious than that of Nian An, a half-demon boy. I don't know if Chen Nankui is born with an unimaginable affinity for everything, no matter who she meets, she can chat happily.

People who know her praise her like a lark, refreshing.

Even the homeless beggar man on the ground, she would go up and say hello.

It stands to reason that with the connection of his mother, even if Qu Bai doesn't like Nian'an, he can't go to the point where he hates this. But the truth is that the boy himself knows that he is not very popular with everyone. The reason for this is probably that since Nian'an's birth, his originally healthy and energetic mother's health has become worse and worse. The people around me can no longer hear the warm "Good morning, good afternoon, and good night." ”

Not only that, in the year when Qu Bai accidentally broke the city, the senior monk who came from the temple to overdo it for everyone only glanced at Nian'an, and bitten the young man to death would only bring bad luck to the people around him, and since then everyone has become more and more unpleasant to him.

Nian An still remembers that it was the grandmother who sold sugar gourds on the side of South Street, and she liked the young man the most, and she always faced herself with a bitter face. That child is a rare sugar gourd, and she will not sell it to herself.

For these things, when I was a child, I was always wronged, and I often pouted and hugged my mother's arms and cried.

At this time, the mother smiled and touched his pointed ears and said: "That is a gift from God, a guide to luck, and the ridicule of others is not malicious, they just don't understand." ”

When she grew up, Nian An understood that her mother was probably just comforting herself.

He didn't think people were looking for these ears as a lucky guide. When he was a child, he was pressed and bullied in the corner of a small alley in the north of the city, and he was often pulled around by his ears. Every time it wasn't for Wang Xiaoer swinging his fist to beat those stubborn teenagers away, Nian An didn't know what kind of suffering he would have to endure.

But even so, every time my mother went back, she still calmly helped him deal with the wounds all over her body little by little, and then taught him not to fight with others, don't be anxious, everyone didn't really intend to "fight" with him.

............

"Child, you remember, no matter what it is, all the discomfort you have experienced will one day turn into rain and give it back. ”

"Mother believes that the world will treat you gently. ”

Nian'an has always kept these words in his heart, and since his mother fell asleep two years ago, Nian'an remembers these words more clearly.

He always faces the world with a smile.

But after all, young people are still happy, and it is inevitable that they will be wronged and sad. Just like today, the faces of those children who seemed to look at a monster made his heart blocked, and it was very blocked. In addition, the way Mr. Wei looked at him before made him always think of the test paper that was not returned, and the young man felt even more uncomfortable now.

I can't stop it.

So even if the next strategy, the radiant Chang Qiushi and Ren Nanhua Gongzi talked wonderfully, Qiuqiu listened more and more happily, and Nian'an's mood still sank like a boulder falling into the water.

At this moment, the ancient well in the home that the boy dreamed of last night was haunting in front of him again.

He was sad, but his face was still smiling, and the corners of his mouth were even higher. Because he's used to it.

The girl's eyes were still staring at the argument over there, but her eyes came over and sneaked a glance at Nian An, who looked more and more happy, and the corners of her mouth were raised.

"You still have to go to the Jushi Building in the afternoon, keep an eye on the hour, don't miss it. ”

"I'll watch with you for a while. ”

"Go quickly, I'm going to deduct your wages when it's late. ”

The corners of the boy's mouth finally didn't raise so high.

Turning his head, he politely moved out of the crowd and walked to leave.

"Nian An......" The crowd was crowded, and the girl stretched out her hand to step through the gap and accurately grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"Huh?" the boy kept his mouth shut, and the word came out of his nose.

The girl leaned over and lifted his collar with both hands, and then lowered her head to help him dust the dust from the corners of his sleeves. This action is not often done by girls, so Nian An looked at the rare gentleness of the girl seriously.

"I'll go back in the evening and make you fish soup. Holding Nian An's hand, he shook back and forth.

"Good ......"

The wind at the end of May and the beginning of June, warm and not quite like words, completely envelops you together, very intoxicating.

After Nian An came out of Qubai Academy, he went to East Street to use a bowl of spicy hot noodles, and after about an hour or two, the Jushi Building had to usher in the busiest time of the day, the summer weather was big, and the leftover wine and food could not be left in the kitchen compartment for a long time.

It's just that the teenagers often feel that it is a pity, and the guys in the Jushi Building often directly mix the leftover chickens and ducks with shiny oil and water with the discarded troughs.

But in many cases, a few steps away from the restaurant are hungry people and beggars from other places in the northwest, and those people not only can't get food from the restaurant, but they will also be kicked away by the restaurant because they lean on the pillar of the store.

The young man couldn't bear it, so there were a few times when he secretly intercepted some food and wanted to distribute it to those people, but he happened to be seen by Xiao Er, who was in charge of transporting the trough out of the trough every day in the layman building, and he pulled Nian An over to reprimand, and even threatened to tell the shopkeeper.

"Nian'an, we are different from those people. When the shopkeeper said this, he always stood on the stairs one level higher than Nian'an and straightened his waist.

"Different?"

"Of course it's different, you have to correct your identity, although you do the worst and most tiring work in the Layman Building, you are not even allowed to enter the Layman Building, even then you are still a helper in the Layman Building, what kind of people are the people who come and go to the Layman Building? That is the caravan leader who travels south and north, not to mention that the people with heads and faces in this city often come to the restaurant to take care of them.

"That's what you call that...... What do you mean by that?

"There is no white ding. ”

"Ouch, yes, that's it, I was about to say. ”

"So we can't help them?"

"It's not worth it. "The shopkeeper's head shook like a rattle.

The half-demon boy's throat moved, pretending to understand.

When the boy arrived at the Jushi Building today, the shopkeeper had been waiting for a long time in a headscarf under the sun, perhaps with the blessing paper of the Yu Dao people, the half-demon boy had good luck recently, the little two not only did not reprimand him, but even looked at Nian'an's eyes were softer than usual, it turned out that the restaurant Xiao Er came today to beg the literate teenager to help him read a letter in a few days.

From the Jushi Building to the middle of the north of the city just to pass through the Pear Blossom Lane, in May this year, Qu Bai added a daughter to the family of Changdu County, which is the fifth child of the Dujun adult who is already seventy years old this year, and the old man named this girl Chang Qinghe.

He also built a large lotus pond in Lihua Lane for this purpose, and the pond water was brought in by craftsmen from the Wei River outside the city, and the lotus flowers seemed to be very nutritious, and today each plant grew extraordinarily jubilantly.

The young man drove the donkey cart leisurely, the scenery on both sides was pleasant and pleasant, there were three autumn laurels standing, and there were ten miles of lotus flowers.

In this way, the young man's mood of falling to the bottom seemed to recover a little, and he hummed a little song that he heard from nowhere, pulled the reins, and headed all the way north.